Hiding Places

Tucked away

beyond the reach.

Reaching out to give

succor and safety.

Only momentarily, though.

We were always found.

Now, we need to be found again.

Seen.

For ourselves.

To replace fear with love,

Pity with compassion;

To air out the dark corners

and step into the peace we are,

the peace we bring.

Be found. Be seen. Be loved. To love.

There is no longer any need to hide.

Rise.

Come out from behind the hiding place.

Shine, love.

Love. Shine.

#soulfulpoetry

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